Reborn as a thief and a husband

, can you face it calmly with a smile?

Chen Feiyang (silent, then erupts): ...Damn it, I'm going to kill him now! (Leaving in a rage, not forgetting to drag someone away) Everyone: ...it seems that there are quite a few undercover agents.

Nanfeng (weak): I would like to ask all seniors, what does the letter NP on the introduction of our book mean?

Oh... what a pure boy.

Elixir (appearance of someone who came here): It means that you will meet many, many handsome guys in the future!Then have a sauce with them...Huh?Murderous!

Mo Yuanxun (darkly threatening): Who dares to touch a single hair of his! (Hold someone into his arms) Nan Feng: Uh... I suddenly remembered that the faucet was left on at home...

Lu Ziye: It's late!Where did that damn mountain go!

Host (quietly fleeing) Audience: Calm down, calm down...

[The host argues weakly: Shanshan is a human being, so the quantifier 'seat' cannot be used...] Lu Ziye (stands up quietly without showing any weakness): I dare.

As a result, there was a flash of swords and swords, accompanied by various voices of cheering and shouting.

[The host who escaped back at some point: This is the difference between a man and a woman. A woman's first reaction when seeing her man fighting is to go up and persuade him to fight. A man's first reaction when seeing his man fighting is: Damn you can't lose!Beat him up! 】Result: a tie.

Mo Yuanxun (laughing): When you meet your opponent, can you have a drink with me?It's really not easy to cultivate at such a young age, I admire it!

Lu Ziye (smiling): Senior, please.

A group of people dragged their families away...to far away...

The opposing side clears the field.

Zhengfang: So...we won?

So they happily formed gangs to find a place to have dinner and celebrate.

He Yan (asking Ning Chen): What do you usually like to do?

Ning Chen: Kill people.

He Yan: ... I also like to butcher people!But I prefer the kind that kills people without blood. How about it, do you dare to have a plate? Don't worry, I won't cheat.

Kai Ji (muttering to himself): Which cheater would call himself a cheater?

Ning Chen: Alright, the loser lies on the ground and barks like a dog.

He Yan (stunned): Why?

Ning Chen (laughing maliciously): Coax my son.

He Yan (suddenly realizes): Then can I bring my son here too?

……

Host: You bastards, on behalf of God, I despise you!ah! (Screams) Whose sword was thrown out and forgot to catch!

Well, so the final conclusion of this debate is: no, cheating is bad behavior, writing is just an imaginary plot to promote the development of emotional lines, cheating in reality is a betrayal and irresponsibility of feelings, the wall People who despise Jiang Zi! (Middle finger raised) When you are forced to, you can think about it, besides giving up your body, do you really have no other choice?

[069] Nothing to say except useless

Although Nanfeng is not strong enough, he can endure hardships, endure pain, endure exercise, has determination, perseverance, and has the unshakable obsession of "I will practice if I am not suitable for training". Brother, I have eternal life.

Because of this, Mudan decided to teach him lightness kung fu without waiting for a hundred days, and he didn't care if he learned it or not. Anyway, he is a master, and teaching must be taught.

But... you don't have to come to teach in the middle of the night, do you?

"Master, why did you choose this time to come again?" It was the same last time, but fortunately he didn't get angry at getting up, otherwise he would have to do something to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors.

Yawning, the sleepy Nanfeng gathered up his thin clothes, brushed his messy hair, and leaned against the door to talk to Peony. Peony saw the red marks on his neck that couldn't be concealed, and smiled ambiguously: "I What the hell are you both doing when you're not around?"

"Nothing to do, just practice swords and so on."

"Practicing cheap? Are you not cheap enough?" He smiled and teased, and then said seriously, "Tsk, don't talk nonsense, how are you doing with the things I entrusted to you?"

"Hiss—" Nanfeng took a breath, "It's really not good, there's no real progress, master, it's not that I don't want to help him, I really don't want to go."

The people in the room turned over, and the slight sound made both master and apprentice shut their mouths. Nanfeng looked in, and the eyes of the person on the bed were closed, and there was no sign of waking up, and their breathing was not disturbed. Then she pulled Peony out, turned around and closed the door, but didn't notice that the person on the bed had quietly pricked up her ears.

"Those masters and so on, I sincerely invited them, but they all rejected me directly or indirectly in various ways, and insisted on sending me some messy things. If you don't want them, you can't , I don’t want to help anyway, so I don’t want those rags! So... so far, I have gained nothing.”

Will the things given by the master be ordinary things?Mudan suddenly had a bad premonition, and he asked cautiously, "What did they... give you?"

"An old man gave me a sword. It's so rusty that I can't see what the sword looks like. Can I have it?"

There is an old man on the list named Luo Pei, who was one of the most famous swordsmen in the Jianghu more than ten years ago. The sword beside him... should be put aside by him, the "hunting soul sword" that was smashed by swordsmen all over the Jianghu back then ', as for the rust, just wear it off.

Peony beat the ground.

"There is also a little girl who is seventeen or eighteen who wants to give me a cookbook. I don't need to cook, so I don't want it."

A little girl of seventeen or eighteen?There is no one who is too young on the list. This should be the most famous mother of medicinal food. It can be said that she has pioneered the use of food to cure all diseases. She lost her seventeen or eighteen-year-old delicate appearance, and has never changed since then. As for how old she is, no one knows except herself.

Peony is sad.

"There is also a piano player who wanted to give me the sheet music. I don't know the rhythm at all. How can I understand this, so I politely refused."

Qin Mo Laiye, is lonely and indifferent, the sound of the piano has the effect of curing depression, and he has killed countless people. He is a guy who is both righteous and evil.

Peony hits the wall.

"Well... Also, he is a flower grower. He wanted to give me a pot of five-color flowers. I don't like flowers and plants, and I don't know how to take care of them, so I didn't accept his kindness."

Plant flowers?This should be the miracle doctor. The miracle doctor Da Lun planted a five-color flower that can only bloom in ten years. It is said that if you eat this flower, even the most poisonous poison in the world will not be able to do anything to you.

The peony supports the forehead.

"There seems to be another one. It's an uncle with a big beard. What he gave me was a stick. It's useless if I ask for a broken stick. I gave it back to him after playing for a while."

The master of martial arts who plays with sticks is nothing more than that—the current head of the Huo family, Huo Lingyuan, the Huo family's stick skills are famous all over the world. Even sticks are not common things. He can't stop cutting with knives, ranking No.3 among the top ten magical weapons in the world.

Peony vomits blood.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Peony looked like he was about to die or live, Nanfeng scratched the back of his head and looked at him suspiciously, "I just beg them to go to the martial arts conference. The boy named Lu Ziye is in crisis, just help them out, and I have done a lot of things for them! But they will give me all these useless things, no matter what, I won’t go, since I have invited them Use it, it’s better not to go.”

Mudan: Why did I accept such an idiot plus a third-level apprentice ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !Woah!God is going to kill me!

"Is there any more?" Peony asked tremblingly while leaning on the wall.

"Yes, and that..."

"No! Don't say it!" Mudan cut him off with a stern voice, turned around and left without looking back, "You...go back and rest, I...slowly...slowly."

He couldn't be pissed off by this brat, he had to get away from this scourge quickly.

Watching the master's back gradually disappearing into the night, looking at the sky in the south wind, he couldn't think of a reason for a long time, thinking that the master was angry at his failure to complete the task assigned by the organization, that's all, he thought about it again way.

The person on the bed rolled his sleepy eyes when he heard this, as if he had some sweet dream.

┈━═☆Qinggong is like a bird learning to fly, except that people use internal force instead of wings, but for those who have no internal force, they only have to be thrown.

The afternoon sun is dazzling but not scorching hot, and it is warm, coating the earth with a gorgeous golden layer. In the dense shade of trees, a figure that appears and disappears is trying to climb up, and the sound is endless, You can see the effort of climbing.

"Master, can this work?" It's impossible!The people on the tree have no internal strength at all, and after climbing a few times, they still end up falling to the ground like a dog eating shit. Why bother?

The old god Peony was lying on the grass basking in the sun with his arms crossed and his legs crossed under his head. Hearing this, he said without raising his eyelids, "Who knows, there are people who can perform miracles in this world." In the direction of the gong, he shouted in a broken voice: "Climb higher! If you fall a few more times, you will fly!"

"Hey—" The man on the tree responded, twisting his body like a gecko and rubbing his body up little by little.

After a lot of effort, he finally climbed to the highest branch of the tree. Nanfeng wiped off his sweat and looked down. His feet softened, oh my god...it's so high!Fortunately, his fear of heights is not too serious, otherwise he would have to urinate in fear.

"I'm going to jump! Who, you don't have to follow me! This time I'm going to the creek